He was highly spoken of, everybody knew; but nobody knew who had spoken highly of him…

Mrs. Oliphant
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  5. It was getting dark by the time I went out, and nobody who knows the country will need to be told how black is the darkness of a November night under high laurel bushes and yew-trees. I walked into the heart of the shrubberies two...

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